Chapter 212 (2/2)

Nan Xun cried, “I don’t blame you. I blame A’Mang. Why does he have to be the leader of the cannibal tribe?”

Nan Xun originally wanted to slip away, but she didn’t know which bastard suddenly called her name.

She weakly walked over hollowly. She found that A’Xiang was looking at her with disdain, and said to everyone, “It seems that A’Xi didn’t eat the meat yet. Why, A’Xi, are you looking down on the warriors who died for food?”

A’Mang’s eyebrows knitted. He suddenly came over, took Nan Xun’s hand, and hesitantly said, “A’Xi just came here and hasn’t adapted to our cannibal tribe’s customs. So, she won’t eat it this time.”

A’Xiang sneered and said, “A’Mang, you can’t be partial just because she’s your woman ah. There was an eating burial the second day I, A’Xiang, came to this tribe. I was unwilling at first, but why didn’t you let me not eat it before?”

After A’Xiang’s words fell, A’Bao echoed, “Yeah, A’Mang, you can’t be partial to A’Xi. Now that she’s a member of our cannibal tribe, naturally she has to adapt to our customs.”

Nan Xun didn’t want to give A’Mang a hard time, so she wanted to nod her head to agree, but really couldn’t since it involved her eating human flesh.

A’Mang listened to A’Xiang’s words and looked at the silent crowd. His expression became serious. He immediately took a piece of roasted meat from his own share and put it in front of Nan Xun’s mouth without saying a word.

Nan Xun recoiled, her mouth tightly closed, and she looked at A’Mang pitifully, shaking her head at him with an aggrieved face.

But A’Mang was unmoved. He held her chin with one hand and forced her to open her mouth.

At this time, Nan Xun caved in, but what made her sadder was that A’Mang actually listened to A’Xiang’s words and forced her to eat human flesh. He didn’t even coax her sweetly.

In this way, she yielded to the unsmiling A’Mang and ate it solemnly.

Nan Xun opened her mouth numbly and chewed the flesh in her mouth mechanically.

But after a while, her eyes suddenly flickered and she looked at A’Mang seamlessly.

When she looked at the man’s eyes, she saw the hidden gentleness that was veiled with indifference.

What A’Mang fed her wasn’t human flesh at all, but beast meat!

Nan Xun wanted to laugh, but restrained herself.

She said to herself, how could A’Mang force her so much?

When the eating burial was over, the clan deeply bowed to the head on the high stone, then buried the warrior’s head and bones in the ground.

After that, as usual, the clan began to process the prey and prepared the meal for themselves, as if the bloody scene that happened before was Nan Xun’s imagination.

Nan Xun didn’t eat much barbecue that evening. Her stomach was still hurting from vomiting earlier.

Later that evening, A’Mang held her in his arms, pressed his hand against her stomach, and rubbed it gently.

“A’Xi, did the eating burial frighten you?” A’Mang asked, with a trace of guilt.

Nan Xun put her hand on his big palm, indicating that he didn’t have to rub her anymore. Then softly said, “A’Mang, I really am scared. So, don’t kiss me until next month.”

A’Mang, who thought she was good at understanding others: …